Firehawk Ascendant 🔥 - A Decisive Kindling - 🎞 Buddy Story ; part 52

I crossed beneath the front door as evening settled, leaving the cool market streets behind for the quiet hearth. Inside the grate, the fuel bed lay dark and disorganized. Instead of leaving it cold, I climbed onto the slate curb and lined three split pine kindling sticks into a tight, orderly tripod. With both hands braced against the rough bark, I concentrated on the spark within, letting heat pulse straight through my gauntlets until the dry resin caught. Amber flame bloomed cleanly across the wood, warming the stone perimeter. The hearth is disciplined and alive. Firehawk Ascendant 🔥 - A Decisive Kindling - 🎞 Buddy Story ; part 52